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1. Falling in Love by Falling Up
Her eyes shone a brilliant purple and her laugh sounded like the music of a thousand silver bells. He never knew why bells of silver were said to have the best sound. He only knew that her voice carried their tone and held his whole and complete attention. He could do nothing without her inside his head, echoing, glowing, breathing, living. She was beautiful. She was perfect. She was everything he could ever want. She was everything he did want. He wanted no one else.
And as he brought the painting to life with every stroke, he fell deeper and deeper into the canvas himself.
2. Grace by Within Temptation
She floated and danced a pattern into the ice, crazed portraits of death and decay. Their faces had always been pretty but such beautiful was always marred by indecent eyes. She sought to make a landscape of such grandeur not one being could look upon and see its magnificence. Up and down she spun and raced, creating mountains and v
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1. Here We Are by Breaking Benjamin
This was it. Finally, after all was done and finished. It was over. But somehow, it was still empty, hollow and burnt out. But why? I couldn't be sure. Here we were at the end of the journey, the battle won and the victory wholly ours. At what cost though? We could go home to those we had left in order to complete this quest but it just felt wrong. I just didn't feel it. Could we really go back after what we had done? All the blood split, our hands and clothes soak in it? We had won the day, the world. We were alive and complete. We could finally get a good night's sleep.
But really, what price had we paid for freedom?
2. Love Save the Empty by Erin McCarley
She was curled up on the side of the street. She was wrapped in soiled bandages that looked to be falling apart. She stank of weeks of slim and grim and it was hard to see what she looked like under the layers of dirt. The boy stared at her, absorbed in the strangeness
Memoirs of an ImmortalMemoirs of an Immortal
He looked out at the people roaming the near empty streets from his place on the balcony and honestly wondered why they kept going. He knew the answer of course. Because they had no choice. Or better, because they chose to. They felt they had something to live for, something to gain.
They didn't. He knew this. It was the fate of all beings. The rule of life. To live, to die.
Yet that rule didn't apply to him. Yes, he lived, as he had lived for a few centuries now but that was all. Death never came knocking at his door. It never would. And so, he would live and keep on living in an endless loop.
Sighing, he ran a hand through his dark hair. On the day of his birth he was given the name Triack. It meant 'blessed' in a language the human race had long since forgotten. He shook his head at that.
Blessed? More like cursed. A gypsy-witch had cast a spell on him as a young man, granting him eternal life. A similar fate had be fallen his little
A Christmas Treat - For NukiA Christmas Treat
"This was a great idea, Moko-chan!" Sakura exclaimed as she hung tinsel by the window.
The tiny creature giggled mischievously. "Yuuko came up with the idea! She thought we could use some cheer." Mokona bounced up onto the girl's shoulder to tie a soft pink ribbon with bell onto her neck.
"Oh, thank you, Moko-chan! It's so cute. I have something for you too."
"Damned witch," Kurogane grumbled. "Probably made up this whole thing just to get more presents." He continued hanging garland and muttering more curses at one Time Witch.
"Aww, you're such a grouch, Kuro-grumpy!" scolded Fai from the fireplace. He was busy hanging stockings from the mantle. "Put a smile on!"
The brunet glared at him. "No."
"C'mon!" he moaned, sliding up to him. He poked the ninja's cheek. "Smi-le Ku-ro-frown-y-face."
He smacked the blond's hand away. "Get lost!"
"Tada~!" came Sakura's triumphant cry, interrupting the peaceful adult time. "Here it is!" In her hands was a strange black devi
Spaz' B-Day - Ice CreamIce Cream
Kurt wasn't sure how he got here. Okay, so he knew how he got here a quick trip in his car but it was the why part he didn't know. Why in the world would Sam Evans, new star quarterback for the McKinley High Titans, want to talk to him, Kurt Hummel, resident gay kid and fashionable soprano of New Directions. And all over ice cream, no less.
At the moment, however, there wasn't much in the way of conversation. Sam was scoffing down his chocolate but not in an undignified manner. Though he rushed to eat it wasn't messy or crude and didn't make him look like a pig. Unlike Finn.
Kurt rolled his eyes at himself and took a spoonful of his low-fat frozen yogurt. He really shouldn't be comparing anyone to Finn. He was over his silly little crush now and it would do no good to think about his almost step-brother.
Dragging his mind back to the present, Kurt examined his companion not in a 'hey this guy's cute, let's watch him' kind of way thoug
Jailbait - Happy B-day ClowJailbait
Kurogane slammed the book he was reading down onto the table and growled at the man sitting across from him.
Fai simply continued to smile brightly, looking for the entire world as if he wasn't in a dark and dirty cell.
Narrowing his eyes, the brunet cautiously turned back to his reading.
He read no more than a word before a sickly sweet, "Kuro-pipi~" called his attention. Dropping his book, he glowered at the annoyance.
"For the last time," he hissed, barely containing his anger, "would you shut up?"
Fai seemed to consider that, pursing his lips and tapping his chin. Then a bright smile broke across his face. "Hmm. Nope~ I'm good!"
Kurogane's eyebrow twitched. "I can't believe I have to look after this idiot," he muttered to himself.
The blond heard. "Eh? But I wouldn't ask for a better guard than Kuro-cop~!" He frowned. "Even though I didn't do anything wrong."
He earned a frustrated glare for that. "You were shoplifting
My Favourite ThingsThe sound of rain as it pounds on the ground
The thicket and bushes where treasure is found
The power that the blazing fire brings
These are a few of my favourite things
The smell of old books stacked up high in the case
The rumble and tumble of thunder and base
The moonlit beams of a winter fresh spring
These are a few of my favourite things
Cheesecake and candy and the dark fall of night
Bright stars that twinkle in the brilliant twilight
Creatures that stir on their bug bat-like wings
These are a few of my favourite things
When spiders bite
When wasps sting
When I'm feeling sad
I simple remember my favourite things
And then I don''t feel so bad.
Satu's Gift - The Dead PrinceThe Dead Prince
Yuui groaned as consciousness slowly came to him. His whole body ached, muscles knotted and bones sore. His head pounded and he couldn't think clearly. The last thing he remembered was a tall, dark man with a swishing cloak. Some kind of cruel weapon had been in his hands
"Are you awake then?"
The blond bolted upright then immediately collapsed onto his side again with a moan of pain. It seemed his body wasn't ready to get up just yet. Well, at least he could see what was around him. It wasn't much of a view, only a wooden wagon filled with hay. He guessed that he was in that wagon considering the angle and the fact that the dry grass was scratching him.
He heard laughter from behind him. Turning just enough that new pain didn't flare in his body, he saw a young boy sitting on the edge of the wooden vehicle. A smirk was plastered on his face and his amber eyes glinted mischievously. Yuui glowered at him.
The boy tried to smother his amusement but it was obv
Something LostTime floats on the endless wings of love, always moving on unfrozen
But then my heart is cold as ice, the thing it has chosen.
I was once felt alive, once I felt breath passing through my lungs.
Maybe it was all just a dark dream, right before she pulled the gun.
Aimed and fired as the crimson fire poured, as the lights began to dim.
Not a sound, not a note drifting to the ear as my smile became grim.
The walls so carefully placed around my heart crumbled to bitter dust,
Fell away to black nothingness, blowing away in the gust.
Not a speck of light left shining on my skin,
Not a speck of cheer here as I saw her grin.
I thought I could live, I thought I could survive with her by my side,
But that ever caused me, was this great big divide.
So as this red fluid clogs up my throat,
I realize now that it's my turn to croak.
I don't think I'll live for I'm not truly alive,
It all fell apart when I took the dive.
I keep no promises for I know they'll be broken,
And I'll never say all the thin
Parent AU: Actor!Levi x Singer!Reader II
"Papa, Papa look! Mama's on TV!"
Levi was currently coming from the kitchen when he over heard his son excitedly mention his mother on the large flat screen TV. He looked, noticing that you were presented on the TV show: Dancing with the Stars. Levi growled as you were dancing swing with the man who was presented as Reiner Braun who was famous for his appearances on dance movies and such. Levi continued to glare at the TV, watching as you had a smile on your face and Reiner was holding your body so freely. Eren looked away from the screen to look at his father, feeling the dark aura in the air.
"Horseface! Papa is getting angry again!"
"Young Master, I thought I told you to stop calling me that.."
"Hurry and get Papa some tea! I think he's going to blow!"
Jean sighed as scurried over to the kitchen, immediately making Levi's tea to help him calm down his nerves. Eren looked at the TV again, noticing that you and Reiner got a pretty high score for the dance per
2P!America x Child!Reader - Tic Ticci
"Al~! Can you take me outside for ice cream?" you asked.
"You already had your ice cream." Allen responded as he changes the t.v channel.
"Daddy said that I can get another one~!"
"You can say all the please cuz I ain't going out to get you ice cream."
"Fine!" you pouted.
"Good girl!" Allen smiled as he ruffled your hair.
It's only an hour after Allen told you that he can't bring you outside for ice cream but you didn't give up.
You stood behind the couch that Allen was sitting on. That's when you started annoying him.
"Tic... Tic... Tic...Tic... Ticci... Tic..." you said, smiling.
~~~Five minutes later~~~
"Tic... Tic... Tic...Tic... Ticci... Tic..."
"Ticci... Tic... Tic..." you raised your arms up, "TWITCH!"
"Fine! I'll bring you out to get ice cream!" Allen blurted.
"Just. Don't. Do. That. Ever. Again."
You happily nodded.
2P!England x Child!Reader - Tell Me A Story 4
"Yes poppet?" Oliver smiled as he place the tray of cupcakes on the counter.
"Tell me a story."
"Sure thing poppet~! You can take a seat if you like."
"I'll just sit on the floor~" you sat down and looked up at your father, waiting for him to start.
"Once upon a time, there lived a five family rabbits. One rabbit is the father named OllieBunny, the uncle named FranBunny, the oldest son named MatBunny, the other son named AlBunny and the cute daughter named [Nickname]Bunny."
"Wait, why am I called AlBunny?" Allen asked, who was sitting beside you.
"Shut up, AlBunny!" Oliver smiled, "Now where was I? Oh! Right! One day, they went out to get carrots to eat but EvilBunny came and took all of the carrots. The family became sad because they're so hungry. Then the next day, they went to the EvilBunny's house and killed him so they can eat the carrots and live their lifes. The end!"
You, Allen and Matthieu clapped.
Reactions (Levi x Reader)
Levi never smiles.
That was a fact all of the Legion has accepted. It was difficult to get a laugh from him, even if it was just a tiny smile.
Therefore, it became your personal mission to get him to.
"What? How to get him to smile?" Hanji laughs, patting you on the shoulder, "I don't think you'll ever succeed on doing that." You frown, thinking hard.
"Well, I could at least, you know, try." They tap a finger on their chin, an amused expression on their face. After a long moment, they snap their fingers, a wide smile pulling at the corners of their lips.
"Are you kidding me?" you deadpan, pinching the bridge of your nose with your forefinger and thumb.
"What? I've seen him smile when he sees cleaning supplies! I'm sure it's bound to work!" Hanji beams, and you sigh.
"Fine, fine. I'll go get them," you say, and you
2P!Canada x Child!Reader - Tell Me A Story 3
"Mattie! Tell me a story!" you jumped on his bed, making it harder for him to read.
Matthieu closed his book and removed his glasses, "What kind?"
"Short one! Suitable for kids!"
"Okay. Sit down."
You stopped jumping and sat beside him.
"Once upon a time, there was a boy. His name is Allen... The end."
"That's not a complete story!" you jumped on him and started pulling his hair.
"It's a complete story." Matthieu said, sounding like it didn't hurt at all.
"No, it's not!"
"If you don't stop, I'll tell a scary one."
"Then I'll hunt you forever!!"
Matthieu grabbed and drop you out of his room before locking his door.
"Jerk!" you yelled.
Stupid Cat (Jealous America x Reader x Americat)
Stupid Cat (Jealous!America x Reader x Americat)
*Disclaimers; Little bit of cussing up ahead but not enough to put a restriction on, also quite a few POV changes, Other than that enjoy :3*
~~~Third Person POV~~~
Alfred was happy that you had moved in with him, he truly was, after all it is normal for a couple to share a house after sometime dating. He got to spend more time with you and show his affection towards you more often, however so did his stupid obese cat.
The same stupid cat that has been hoarding you attention ever since you got here, the same god-damn cat that attacks him if he gets too close to you, the same annoying cat that gets away with EVERYTHING!, and to put it simply it was pissing him off.
Alfred peered around the wall, cheeks puffed out and lips forming a pout as he glared daggers at the fat fur ball on your lap.
To no surprise you were focu
ExtremeDrunk!2P!America x Child!Reader - Numb
You were sitting across the table with Allen who appeared to be really drunk. It was less than an hour for him to drink a glass of beer, whiskey and four bottles of vodka. And like every other time, you had your camera with you.
Allen was so drunk that he'd ask you if you'd like some from time to time but you refused after what your father told you about what happens if you drink alcohol. It was scary.
Oliver and Francois were out and Matthieu was sleeping upstairs.
"Do you... Do you have *hic* your camera?" Allen asked.
You nodded and took out your camera.
"Good!" Allen stoop up, "Video me singing*hic* Numb."
You nod again, hoping that he'd not remember what he did tomorrow. You pressed the record button and waited for whathe's going to do.
"What you're tired and you want to
Feel lost in a very hypocritical human face!
I do not know what I want!
The pressure of walking shoes!
It caught just below this one!
I did all the steps, you're wrong
Just take the role of the toes!" Allen sand a
Undisclosed Tendencies [Modern AU] (Levi x Reader)
If there’s a downside for being a prodigy of an employee that you are - it’s having to do more work than you should.
So here you are - alone in your cube, in the late hours of the night, doing some finishing touches on your presentation for the board meeting tomorrow. And after downing your third tall cup of latte just this afternoon, you resorted to your ever reliable music player to keep you awake - because you certainly don’t need any caffeine or sugar rush to keep you up the whole night.
"There. All done." You sighed contentedly after a few more taps on your touchpad with an upbeat song booming in your ears. You leaned back on your chair and gave your limbs its well deserved stretch before leaning forward to your screen again, reviewing it one last time before hitting the print button and sending a copy to your superiors, namely Erwin Smith, Hanji Zoe, Mike Zacharias and Levi Ackerman.
"Oh look! [f/n] just emailed her report!" Hanji exclaimed as her tablet’s
Sebastian x Child! Reader: Her Butler, Proud
Sebastian x Child! Reader
Her Butler, Proud
It was nearing twilight as the last fractals of light disappeared into the nighttime clouds of a periwinkle sky. Carriages clattered noisily through the streets of London chauffeuring the elite of society to the nearest theaters and other forms of entertainment.
From the depths of the large city a single stately house sat in mild splendor, with warm light wafting through large clear-cut windows. From within the home, a couple finished dressing to the nines and made their way down to the entryway where their Butler awaited to help them into their coats.
The Master of the house- a nearly twenty-five year old Ciel Phantomhive- regally shrugged into his overcoat, before holding out his arm to his wife. With an intelligent light blue eye the man gazed at her, before once more returning his attention to the statuesque figure dressed in black.
“We’ll return after the oper
It's the thought that counts, right? he questions himself as he stands outside her door. He just hopes she likes wildflowers since he knows she hates roses.
She knows it's pointless to hope for something she can't have but as she watches the green boy in his attempts to get her to smile, she can't help but wonder if it's so pointless after all.
It's pointless, he knows, to think that maybe he'll stay with him one day. But as Robin watches him drive away, he can't help but sigh dejectedly.
Robin looked around the fluffy-looking common room in confusion. "Umm, Beast Boy? What did you do?"
"Hey, don't look at me. I told Cyborg buying a chicken would endanger our lives!"
Heroes didn't use lethal weapons for very specific reasons and as a general rule. So when Robin watches the white-haired girl swing a sword expertly without harming anyone too badly, he thinks there are exceptions to every rule.
Volpi.You will find that the story you tell
is very rarely your own. In Lucca,
even the smallest pebbles
breathe in the warm sunlight.
Knotted stones and cobbled roads
beat out a paper-dry heartbeat heat
my city breathes in and out,
inhales sparrow air.
It's writing a story.
You are the pen.
You will find that in Lucca
the daisy chains forge fire
in side streets and back alleys.
Teenagers intertwine. Tell me,
odd flower, are you still closed?
Here we are colored wax;
the heat of the city melts us.
We run into each other, rhapsody
of pigments. Operas are our specialties.
Open up; feel the reds.
If not, try and see them. There is a place
of deep knife marks, a street
long as midnight
you may learn something there.
Valentina's voice glimmers like red wine.
You may enjoy intoxications. Still,
know alcohol has no story
and will swallow your own.
Find the sign with the wolf on it.
You'll know the place. Epiphanies ring true as church-bells.
Lucca still guides the wanderers
to well sp
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